Here is my lemon tree.
Strong, and laden with
fruit.
Here is my lemon tree
that has been hacked
within an inch of
its life, yet keeps coming
back, stronger and more
vibrant.
Here is my lemon tree
the only thing to survive
my complete garden
meltdown.
Here is my lemon tree
with its juicy, tangy
fruit
which we have preserved
in large jars in our pantry.
Here is my lemon tree
which one day will wither and die
as will I.
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